Too much going on. Honestly. This is not me being dramatic. Guy from car dealership texts and leaves voicemail that my car is here. Would be more excited but other occurrences and some people dilute it. Meeting at 3:30 with old friend, needed. Thinking of dinner last night, the pork loin or whatever that was with white rice the Chardonnay I Coravin’d. What wines I’ll make, when I’ll have my own tasting room, give tours and tell the story of how I migrated from tech and telecom BACK to wine. Looking forward to being behind MY counter, pouring, narrating. Sooner rather than later, keep telling self.